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AS HE DROVE HOME FROM the hospital, Nick had trouble keeping his eyes open. The sheer number of things that had happened in one day left him confused and exhausted. He had two bodies, a brain-damaged movie star, a frightened girl with drug-induced amnesia, and a sketchy agent who could be obstructing his investigation. On top of it all, there was a mysterious blonde girl who might be able to put together all of the pieces of the puzzle. He knew he needed to get some sleep or all the details would start to become a horrible jumble inside his head.
The clock on his dash jumped past midnight. Underneath his eyes, the dark circles had grown so large he would have to start charging them rent. Stopped at a light, he rubbed the stubble on his cheeks and glanced at his droopy eyes in the rear
